a pink and purple prison
where paint peels off
white washed walls
concealing pleas for help

i am incarcerated,
eating tiny white candies
and drinking honey

while
empty eyes stare
for they know the demon
they let him crawl inside
their throat red raw from his
dark claws

while
the world turns,
people with honey
in their stomachs
wonder
why i've evaporated

but they don't understand
that
my bed is empty,
a plastic mattress
with smooth sheets and
soft blankets
and i am empty
with hollow limbs
and wide smiles

when i wither to nothing
and let the demons come,
i swallow them whole
so i don't feel
like nothing anymore